Summary: Edward and Bella are kissing.
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Stephenie Meyer.
Note: This fic was not proofread. Please tell me if they are any mistakes.
It feels like the world stops turning. All I see is smooth and dazzling gold. All I smell is his icy, but yet warm and intoxicating breath. All I hear is the sound of my own heart beating frantically. All I touch is his soft, shiny bronze hair tangled in my little hands, as I pull him closer to me.
The best part of it all remains the feeling of his cold, marble lips on mine. The movement of his lips is always slow, but urgent. The difference of temperature always makes me shiver all the way down my spine. Nothing in the entire world can be better than this.
He released me way too soon. He looked intensely into my eyes and moved his mouth to my neck. Inhaling deeply, he whispered against my thin skin:
“I will love you forever and ever.”